It was night time. Most of the people were sleeping but it was chaos in one aloof area where no one visits. near the sea side where ships deliver some illegal stuff at this time. Heavily guarded and hidden cameras. No stranger can get in without getting away from their eyes.

but a man faster than bullet, trained in the field from ages managed to get away, sneak away and ran away with one of their container which contains the millions of stuff in it. it belongs to the one of the most feared person in country. he was shockingly not aware of it.

He successfully sneaked out with container but cursed when noticed the many number of cars following behind. It was mess all over the road, sirens and gunshots around everywhere.

truck lost balance and turned on the road. The man inside cursed yet again, he knows he's done for his life now. As soon as things settled, the smoke from the container still coming out. He laid loose in the driver seat, just in aftershock state. Not injured just few scratches here and there.

His ears were still in tiii phase. that voice was hearable. He didn't moved until a hand harshly pulled him out of the driver seat, holding his collar.

His heavy body scratched accross the harsh road. A gróan left his mouth. it didn't hurted that much, but it surely hurted his pride that he had failed this mission. One of the rarest times.

He gróaned yet again getting hits from the angry man. They were doing the work peacefully, this man had to ruin everything. Who knows what will be the aftermath of their master now.

The aggresive stranger went away huffing angrly. Barking orders to other mens to pack up the stuff before morning lights.

He spitted down on road and went away to help his mens. The other stranger grabbed his collar and hurriedly tied his hands with handcuffs. He wriggled and breathes harshly

"let me go!"

The other man was tall and muscular but he was undergoing so many emotions right now. quite injured too. He was in no place to fight right now, he will probably get uncountable shots in his body if he tried so staying silent was best option.

He did followed him quietly and get pushed in car on back seat. hitting head on the door. A gróan left his mouth.

he looked at the man behind on seat, just looking at him with poker face. His eyes were dangerous, glaring like eagle.

"am not scared ❄️"

They reached the police station in no time. That stranger came out of car, harshly shutting the door behind. His moments hurried. door opened and he pulled the man from back of his caller.

Commotion happened in police station as right hand man of master appered suddenly in the police station in middle of night

He hitted his face hard on the wooden table infront, grôaning in pain. He was huffing because of all the harsh treatment he received till now.

the head officer gave signal to his mens to put the man behind bars.

They both have each other understanding nod once again. Yoongi walked out of the station to reach the accident area again.

it's their trusted police station, and favourite head officer. He works for them beside his original job and get many gifts, promotions as praise.

He went towards the cell, boots making loud noise in the silent hallway. He saw the man sitting on floor, one leg streched one folded.... sitting like a villain

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night went by, morning arrived. The accident area was clean as like Nothin has happened there just few hours before. Everyone on their work places already.

A man was sleeping in a silent room. Few of sun rays coming in through curtains, hands streched out comfortably until a buzz of phone made him came out of his comfortable sleeping state.

A young handsome male is still unaware of the commotion happened last night. He was off work that time and everyone knows, once ye went in his space it's not the time to disturb him

call was picked up and putted on speaker.

"boss, there is information about recent products. It was suddenly stolen, even when everyone was looking. the person in sea side police station. Waiting for your orders, what to do further?"

He said in single sentence. Aware of who he's talking to. he's too calm with his mens, but he don't take mistakes.

He picked the glass of water from beside tabel, sipping it calmly. Doing a little breathing excersize he do sometimes to stay calm and keep the peace around him.

"yoongi has been cleaning the mess with jimin, they make sure everything went well. Situation is in control here, just about that man-"

He was cutted off in middle sentence. Jungkook went out of bed, a slow command and he hanged up.

This is jean Jungkook, 24 years of young man. Known for his calm and compose behaviour. He don't make a mess, he don't torture his enemies...he shoot them straight in their skull. He don't forgive, he kill them. Smell of blood bothers him so he finish them silently in one shot.

He train people in his agency. A huge area built to train people so they can enter in his world of illegal business and some legal stuff. He give them enough freedom. And have complete control on them.

Youngest mafia in the country. the old mafias who meet him take him as kid but he kill profesionaly. Uses his handsome face well to manipulate. They call him cute sometimes, then he show them what kind of weapon he is.

He slipped on his usual baggy sweat shirt and some cargos. putting on big Balenciaga boots. combig hairs down. Looking like a university student, people usually don't even notice him sometimes because of simple appearance rather than any other mafia.

As soon he went out, he neglected the breakfast and walk out of building where he lives. So many other buildings came in view as he walk through the concrete way. Two guards walking behind him and handed him keys of car.

"yes boss"

"I get it boss"

He drifted away from there, huge metalic gates opened...his car took the speed, a cherry colored frari. His favourite of all the time. He drive that to unserious matters.

Music played in the car as he speed up more on empty road, opening the window... letting the wind inside ruin his silky locks.

in few minutes he was outside the police station. He carried calm aura around him, no one knows there's a silencer in back of his pants. One wrong move and he gonna bust open your skull.

"sir" *stand up and salute*

They went silent and bow towards him, his face was straight when he noded at them. Fresh and bare.

He Directly was walking towards the cells. Head officer joined him in between, walking beside him. he's not here to waste time, he need to finish here and get back to the work.

biker opened the cell door and Jungkook walked inside fearless. Noticed the man laying down dusty floor, breathing deep and heavy. Like it was hard to breathe for him. Few blood drops was seen here and there.

His voice was plain, uninterested. He lifted the man effortlessly, tho he was heavy and looked quite tall. He pushed him against wall, who slide down and sat down breathing heavily. But opened his eagle like eyes nevertheless.

His one eye had hit just above the eyelid, it was getting swollen. His tan skin dirty because of all the dust. Dark hairs falling in flicks over broad forehead.

The man looked away not replying

A very hard lunch landed on his face, busting his already injured lips open. drop of blood went down his chin.

Head officer and bailer stood there just watching.

"i...never knew it was yours"

A husky, deep voice replied back. He sounded dry, like he want water so much but no one asked.

the other man didn't replied. His ego bigger than anything else. He still would've tried to do it even tho he know the chances of getting away way 1%.

He held his hairs, made him look face to face, eye to eye. Rather than being injured, he looked at the pride and fire in his eyes. He was not scared, the man infront him was glaring back like he own something bigger than him. But he don't.

No expression, no reply. other one was just glaring.

jungkook walked out of cell pushing him away last time. He stepped out of cell, head officer following him side by side.

Officer was taken aback.

He walked out the police station like Nothing happened. knuckles still burned from the strength he have used, surely has broken his jaw. they were red from the force.

He settled inside his cherry colored frari again. Making a call to jimin on the way.

The other man was in middle of barking orders to mens, who were loding stuff in ship which was taking off to overseas in few minutes.

And Jungkook turned up the speed, taking off the empty road as fast as he can. Cutting off the wind to reach the said location.

He was never free. He had alot of works, alot of responsibilities. He had named them responsibilities himself. He run his life according to his wishes.

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a cherry frari rolled in at the location of their deport business. more like illegal deport, no government approvals, no signed contracts of officials...nothing. They just do what brings them profit and what their boss tell them too. No one's mastermind behind, just him and his one trusted man.

He came out of car, rolling keys on finger. as always holding that boyish aura around, facial features so calm. but who have seen him killing without thinking gulped.

"he's loading the ships at dock" showing him way towards the dock. The sea glistening under morning rays, it's 7:40. Cargo ships line the docks.

At first it looked like normal shiping port but only people working there for him knows what being loaded in them. Large quality of illegal narcotics and other controlled substances.

One of his man pulled a chair out for him, placed it under shed where he can see people moving around giving orders.

Then he returned, face scrunched up and sweating. he didn't get a ounce of sleep from last night. Cursing the bàstard who messed up everything.

Only if he knew the man had got his punishment. The punches Jungkook had threw at him were harder than you can imagine. they were jaw breaking. Other than that he was getting beaten in cell from hours that night.

A man arrived there in casual fits to fake his identity to other people.

"boss, we are waiting for your signal"

he pulled out his phone, calling again the trusted man. His one of the favourite.

As soon as he recived positive signal from yoongi he lifted his hand, giving signal to the man in front who bowed and went away shouting them to start the engines.

Both stays there looking at their mens working their àss off. Everything started to leave once the ships were sent off. They don't need orders everytime, they know what's their next move and next work for the day.

jungkook and jimin stood up too. Other man putting on his sunglasses as sun rays sharpen over his head. The young boy didn't care much, putted hands in his baggy cargo... walking quietly.

first Jungkook didn't understand who he was talking about. Then get the whole point in seconds.

Jimin agrees

He was very angry. Jungkook understood what must have happened last night. He was not aware because they just take care of unserious matters themselves without disturbing him.

not giving much of his attention to a random stranger who he find pathetic. The lowlife tried to get in HIS way. No one can walk away once he messed with Jeon Jungkook.

He look harmless, but only until you don't get involved with him in anything. Specially his business.

Jungkook slipped in his frari again. Door already opened for him, keys in. He showed his hand to jimin who did the same thing back as sign of bye or something.

They parted ways in their own cars. Jungkook played the music again, a calm road trip music...his hairs bouncing with the flow of wind gushing inside from window. A very calm morning for him.

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Taehyung glared back at the man who pushed him out of car. Despite of his injured leg they didn't show any mercy. he received the treatment from doctor in police station, he not caring about his hisses just pressing the anticeptic on his wounds, clearly profesional.

he was pushed out of police van. Trying balance on his one leg as the other was too injured to move well..he didn't get chance when another hand held him from arm. He is literally tall and strong, they are thrashing him around like sack of potatoes.

Kang Min-jae, Chief of Security who reports directly to jungkook.

he literally threw him towards to guard who held him from both arms.

He was specially given order by Jungkook himself early morning when he left the police station. He gets direct order from boss himself.

tae was quite. His face poker, but he knew something is wrong. he's in something deep, it will tough for him. His eyes looked around, sharp like eagles. It was not just residence. It is a private fortress.

Taehyung lifted his head as the iron gates slowly slid open. His eyes instinctively widened. He had expected a luxurious mansion—something only the filthy rich could afford. Instead, what stretched before him looked like a private fortress. Multiple buildings stood across the vast estate, connected by wide roads, while armed guards patrolled every corner. Men in black trained relentlessly on enormous grounds, the distant sound of gunfire echoing from the shooting range. It felt less like a residence and more like an army base hidden from the rest of the world.

They pushed him in car, he gróaned when his leg hit the door. As the vehicle drove deeper inside, the scale of the place became even more overwhelming. Barracks, training facilities, garages filled with armored vehicles, and a massive black mansion standing at the very center—it was an entire kingdom built behind walls. For the first time since his capture, a thought crept into Taehyung's mind. He hadn't been brought to a house. He had been dragged into the heart of the Jeon empire, where leaving alive seemed almost impossible.

He looked beside him at the tall muscular man, holding walkie talkie. Earpiece on. gun in his pant side.

He looked at him from head to toe. Gulped as he felt his throat so dry, he needs water. lifting his finger he scratches his adom apple uncomfortably. They fed him tons of meds without any food. It started to hit him now.

kang looked at him and noticed the harsh breathing of the grown man. Running hand on his throat like he's been really thirsty.

"yes sir, but we had used our mouth on the bottle"

They did as said. They thought he want it but naah. The bottle cap come off and he pushed it towards tae. He didn't thought much and started to drink from it, taking big gulps.

Later they come off the car. A huge building infront, he was pushed with gun on his head. His steps were slow but they were pushing him constantly to walk faster.

"talk less, walk faster or else your other leg will be injured too. and i don't care if you fcking have to crawl"

"MOVE YOUR ÀSS"

They kicked him inside the elevator. he hitted his body with metal wall. Giving they glares again, they glares back. None of them breaking the anger filled glares until a ting of elevator was heared.

alot of guards were there. alot of people, sound of screaming and beating can be heard from distance. He was not scared of anything, but Jeon's residence is something people usually don't talk about because no one comes out of here once they are in.

it's a holding wing. Where prisoners, captives, or people under heavy guard are kept temporarily. until they are provided work. tae will be here until he is assigned to work he's capable of.

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It was evening, jungkook after taking a round in grounds where mens are getting trained is returning. He train them himself, then later they are sent off to government as soldiers...they go to border to protect the country. He don't do that for free for officials. It looks like he is doing charity but under the cover he take their approvals on every illegal stuff he do.

He removed his gloves as he sat on one of the bench beside road. the sky above him was getting colder now. Mens didn't moved until he was out of their sight.

Kang min-jae approached calmly. with him few servants who took the gloves from him and gave him glass of water.

Kang shifted on his place

They haven't taken any new mens from last few weeks. The said group of new mens is already getting trained, they are not beginners anymore. Why suddenly his boss took a new man in? He was confused.

No ther words were exchanged. He need to complete some paper work, look into other matters. the worst thing is...he's always busy. But he? he's never tired of his life.

The people under him respect him. The are enjoying the life he has given to them. They were once newcomers too but they understood that going out was not possible so they just adapted the things around. Started to respect their boss who feed them and provide them with everything.

This is the Jeon residence, a private fortress build by him and his trustees. Government provide him to train the mens for them. He send them personal guards for their protection. The security and many more.

Somewhere inside that massive fortress, Kim Taehyung sat in complete silence, unaware of the life waiting for him. He thought he had been brought here to pay for stealing a container. He couldn't have been more wrong. His punishment... was only just beginning.

Behind those towering walls, thousands lived under Jeon Jungkook's rule.

By tomorrow...

Kim Taehyung would become one of them

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Taehyung was sleeping with head resting with wall. the room had a mattress on floor and some water jars beside. No window nothing. Just a door with small air flow inside. His head lolled to the side.

He is exhausted. Eyes little swollen from the corners. He had no plans about all these, it was all sudden. He still have to figure out things.

The corner of his mouth had drool. They provided him some noodles and bread as dinner. his ego didn't show up in front of food and he ate full stomach after all that exhausted activities from yesterday.

He can see, it was morning. room was lighten up with small of door window. He peeked out and just see the hallway, few guards talking and conversating.

his leg was still injured and was not showing any sign of healing. it had a huge bandage wrapped around it, last night doctor visited him and checked again. Changed the bandages, he was kinder that that police station doc.

His other teammates must be waiting for him. all of them unaware of what's happening. He had to inform them, make a huge plan to go out of here. but from inside he already know, it's impossible.

only if he knew, what's his future hold.

He just sat there. In shady room, alone without his teammates. If he was there with him this time...they must be having breakfast and discussing about other plan of the day. New mission and stuff.

Kim taehyung, very sharp gangster. He don't move without thinking, he takes in the situation... will manipulate you and then strike.

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Jungkook sat on dinning table. Face straight as always, cutting the meat on his plate.. having his breakfast.

He proceeded to put some veggies and cheese between breads. min yoongi, one of the most trusted man of Jungkook. He had picked the make from streets 4 years back.

He looked up from his plate, a little smug appeared on his face. Oh now this is something that excites him.

he looked beside his plate. There was a beautiful weapon. golden from its edges. A beautiful silencer. He had been using this from few months now.

A really real heart felt chuckles left his mouth. Making maids gulp. Everyone present here ae probably older than him. scariest mans out there, quite older than him.

And still the youngest is the most feared and respected one.

Jungkook shrugs and walked away following by the other make still eating his unfinished sandwich.

he went out replying to all the good mornings. All the bows, noding at everyone. He can hear the shouts of trainees. so many of em jogging on the roads inside. Running and doing light excersize. that's how the mornings look here.

Gun shooting sounds can be heared on distance. No peace was there, it was a hustle bustle of morning.

A male came running towards him and start to walk side by side.

East wing, where they have Executive offices, reception, conference rooms, legal business meetings.

Han Minjae is Jungkook's assistant, he hold schedules. Meetings and other affairs, he make a list and check backgrounds... security and let them in to meet the younger.

He don't need to told twice. And Jungkook never asked him again. because minjae is always clear with his statements.

the keep walking, random mens bowing at Jungkook.

These few mens were getting so annoying. Always asking him to deliver more alcohol and stuff. He wanted to beat the shît out of them. But instead he will get beaten up by dozen of muscular middle age mens.

Jungkook's eyes twitched. his jaw clenched a little. they are useful and have freedom doesn't mean they can make a mess, disturb others. He made up his mind to see them himself later.

Soon he was here in a factory to side to check the new weapons. Owh he felt so excited to see new things. this is his favourite activity of all. Minjae was out of his sight after explaining about his day. It was nothing much today. Some meetings and training sessions with trainees.

Yoongi stood beside him proud face. He picked this collection himself. It was imported from France, their mafia is so pleased with Jungkook that he sent him all these with happy smiles.

Rather than guns, a blade catched his eyes. Beautiful dagger, carved with silver. It was looking sharp and nicely covered in red cloth. He picked it up and unwrapped it with focus.

But he knew, this weapon gonna help him alot. It was shining beautifully, the most unique peice out here.

he chooses a gun, it looked better than others. looked fast and steady to use, according to its discription it can kill 5 mens in a row.

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Tae looked at the food infront of him. boiled eggs, ramen and some meat. He gulped, obviously hungry. They even placed it nicely infront of him. gave him clean water to drink.

then he looked around the room, it had clean walls. but still felt like prison with single soft mattress on floor...and a jar of water.

He started to eat while thinking about so many things now. how to escape, or atleast befriend with few people so he can steal some phone to inform his team.

The door opened again and this time no one gets inside but it was left open. fresh air hitted his sweaty body...lights getting inside.

few of screaming and shouting sounds were getting heared. Someone was getting beaten up. Guards laughing at some random conversation. He looked at someone running past his room, then two mens dragging him back.

He washed his hand in the corner of room, limping on his injured leg. But it was little better than yesterday.

A soft hiss left his mouth trying while trying to walk. Slowly he reached the door and peeked out here and there. Few guards and people were present there. No one looked at him.

He get confident and went outside, leaning forward and looking down the buliding. His head spinned at how high he was. Probably on 7-8 floor.

It was a huge place. Huge grounds, big tress and roads. Many more building around. guards and people.

Taehyung get back, limping on his leg. Face hardened. He was in alert mode.

He didn't response, just stood there listening to the guard. He was still in alert mode.

Now he understood.

The deep authoritative voice made woo go ohh. He raised his both brows and looked at tae noding like damn! This man seems daring.

They stood in silence for other 5-10 minute. Until tae's leg started to hurt like hell now. He tried to walk back to sit in his room. Woo tilted his head and held his bicep. Purely in intention of helping the man.

Doctor came with profesional aura. Bag opened, cleaning around his bandage. Checking on him and giving some meds too. He took them after thinking alot. He don't want to lost his mind or go unconscious when he don't trust anyone around.

Woo-jin disappeared after this.

He layed down, hands supporting under his head. Then suddenly he remembered the man he met in police station. He frowned, he remember that ragged yet calm eyes. That resting scary face.

He turned towards his side, that dirty tshirt clinging to his frame.

So many thoughts. So many hopes. He still think he can go out, but needs a proper plan and it will take time to execute it. He need to make network inside, need to be loyal so they trust him. And then he will escape without letting them know.

Stupid him don't know what awaits for him. He is still inside the building in a room, there is a huge world inside this residence. No matter how far he runs, he will be lost.

And Jeon Jungkook will catch him

jungkook had personally announced to take him in residence. Do you think he forget the faces? He don't. he remember them even if he's uninterested. He take notes of every single thing happening around him. He have all the information

A week has passed away. He was getting good food. Was sleeping well. His door always unlocked...he don't need to ask them to open it to use washroom like others. There were few more men like him, they were given freedom cause they are calm. Like him.

His leg healed in all these days. He can walk like his usually now. Like right now, it was afternoon...he was given some clothes. They were not new but used. He don't care, they were washed that's what matters.

As soon as he came out, people glared at him. All of em were waiting for him to come out. there's only one bathroom for 20 people in the floor. He deliberately stayed back in morning so he can use bathroom freely in afternoon but damn!

He silently get away from their glares. And fight started for whom will go first now. He just rubbed his wet hairs with hand, looking unbothered as always.

tae tried to look composed. but he was visibly confused. He fisted his hands, thinking about what they gonna do to him now that he is healed.

A question arises in his head.

Tae looked at him going away to guards room. He sat there in his chair outside his room. He had shifted chair from halls to outside his room, they been talking about random stuffs recently. but he didn't revealed about his little gangster identity yet.

He wore them silently. Thankful to him. But didn't said that out loud. He didn't ask for his help, he is doing it willingly.

soon so many new comers were gathered in a hall. They were the people who were ready to accept their destiny of being here. tae is not one of them, he was just trying to make some connections to go out.

He was standing there with straight face. They were so smelly. Even if he don't wash up for a month, he won't smell like this.

He peeked at side and there was woo-jin, all serious and focused. His biceps were huge and flexing as his arms were wrapped around his chest.

few of them get scared. They nervously held their breathes in. Cause offcourse many of them were thinking about escape, they were just waiting for a chance.

"YES!" everyone said in unison. Tae gave a nod too. He is not stupid to try running when 20 mens around looking at him.

Everyone was taken down. They made them sit in vans, there were atleast 30-40 new people in the residence. tae understood, that it will be tough. nobody knows about what's gonna happen.

They were taken to another side of residence, knows as training area. Huge grounds, with shooting sets ups. Wrestling rings in open. Gym equipments. And huge men were there waiting for them to test their abilities.

tae felt someone pushing him out of can, he stumbled and glares back at the man who tsked at him and get out pushing him away.

he never runs, he walks slowly... patiently.

Hustle bustle happens. Tae don't know where to go. He. Quietly went to the place where few of people were. The ground. As he looked around, there was boxing gloves with water bottles and head protectors.

Jungkook stood infront of a building with lesser floors. It had three floors. as soon as he went inside, the strong smell of alcohol hitted his nose.

The hallways were filled with random laughter of men. His hands in pocket as he was taking in the sight of area around him. He smelled the disgusting smells. Of washroom, alcohol... cigarette.

and announcement happened. Everyone stiffened in their rooms. The speaker roared in the whole building.

He stood infront of nearly 60-70 middle ages mens now. they are gangsters here who handle small matters. according to them they were doing something big but in Jungkook eyes they were small matters he don't need to see himself.

Guard shivered under the weight of attention. Every head tuned towards him, minjae stood beside jungkook with hands collapsed at back.

The guard is middle aged man too. He's healthy and can defeat his opponents easily but what he can do infront of 50 men? He was helpless.

No one said anything, their hear lowered

Fews gasped and took a step back. Jungkook is scarier than you can imagine. His voice roared in the whole building. he's been handling 1000 of men at once from many years now. His aura have no limit.

dark eyes scanned the faced of men infront of him.

everyone noded desperately but too late. Jungkook looked at the guard, he felt like they all should be punished. All he will definitely do that.

sighs and groans were heared from the crowd, one stare of his and they agreed instantly.

His Balenciaga boots were making thump thump noise on the marbel floor as he walked out of the building. His head hurts from the smelly area. He said guard to make sure the place is clean.

this was the last work of the day for him.

In the grounds. tae looked at the two boys throwing unstable punches at each other. None of them hitting at the right place.

next turn is probably his. He may not know boxing but he surely know how to beat the shît out of anyone. Who will be his opponent he thought? He scanned the faces of guys around him. there were 4 of them. One of em is scary looking uncle.

jungkook is going towards his private buliding to end the day with dinner. He ruffled his hairs, walking alone. few men greeted him on the way and asked if he needed ride. He simply neglected and choose to walk instead.

he was passing through the training area, evening is falling off the grounds. He heared the shouting and cheering sounds from ground. Few guys around the field.

As the guys shifted he saw the two mens fighting. he rubbed his nape, probably tired.

It was tae and that uncle. he if double of his weight and was even splitting while shouting. tae was so disgusted. He nearly gagged once. He was hitting him constantly tho the uncle didn't even moved or stumbled slightly.

He is kind of interested too now. He remember this man clearly. Not able to see his face clearly because of distance but can surely recognise him by height and body posture.

He huffed. Sweat seeped in his tshirt. He was stopping himself fill now to do a hard move but damn it. He locked his leg around his leg, man was taken aback as hit body hitted the harsh mudded ground.

a loud whistle ringed but he didn't stop. He held his hand and pulled back, earning a loud scream. luckily it was not broken and two guards pulled him away from above him and tossed him away from his body.

He heard the guards screaming at tae. Holding his collars.

Didn't answer and Instead they pushed him back on the metal net around ground.

That uncle was getting treated in the side.

before a punch landed on his face, a voice made all of them stiffen. Jeon Jungkook walked inside in his casual wear as always.

He get towards them, eye boring at their souls. He brushed his hairs back with fingers.

tae who was huffing loudly beside them, scrunched his face as pain spread on his torso from the hard hit he get on his ribs. Jungkook noticed the exhausted male and walked towards him with careful steps.

Tae stiffened when he taken in his appearance.

His hand made way towards his tshirt, lifting it up to reveal the side of his stomach where he get hit. His tan skin was red from there, it was visible that he is breathing harshly.

They get it, without him saying anything they get it what they need to do next. Jungkook quietly walked away not saying anything.

Doctor was called instantly to treat tae. He sat there holding the ice pack to his redden area. Injection was injected on his arm. His eyes looked behind at the figure at distance. walking away.

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